Page 24 of Rockstar Baby
I wrapped my legs around his waist. The line of his smooth, hard cock slipped between my thighs to bump my aching flesh. His fingers fumbled between us to push my panties aside, and he groaned at what he found.
I pressed my forehead into his shoulder. I was slightly embarrassed at the state I was in. Definitely not one of the cool, calm girls he was probably used to. Posh and unaffected.
Me? All of the affected. I was going to go out of my damn mind if he didn’t make me come soon.
No woman should be this wound up. It couldn’t be healthy for this kind of crazy to settle into my bones.
I lifted my hips to slide him against me. Anything to get some friction going. The ridged maze of veins along his shaft hit me just where I needed him. I pushed closer. “Rory.”
“Christ, you’re so fucking hot.” He knelt between my thighs, widening my legs so he could drape one over each side.
I was drowning in pillows. I wanted to see him. I pushed the remaining ones off the bed and got up on my elbows as he slicked his thumb through my folds. I drew in a deep breath and tried to stay in the moment as he found my clit and made maddening circles around it. His hair had fallen forward to tease his eyes. It gave him a younger, softer appearance until I looked a little closer.
There was nothing soft about the way he watched me. He stroked his cock with the same, slow sure way he touched me. As if he was figuring out a combination between the two of us.
He clenched his jaw as he tightened his grip on his shaft. I tried to reach for him, but he shook his head. “I’m too close, Ivy. Give me just a moment.”
“I don’t want you to wait a moment.”
He groaned and pushed forward, replacing his fingers with the head of his cock.
“Yes. Yes, inside me.” Just the tip slid past the lace and my own drenched slit.
“Fuck.” He scrambled back.
“Rory.”
He vaulted off the bed to kick off his pants and pull out his wallet. “Sweet Blessed Jesus. I don’t even know if I have anything on me.”
“Oh.” I pushed my hair out of my eyes. I was so far gone I didn’t even think about protection. God, that was beyond stupid.
“Please, please.” He tucked his finger along the inside pocket of his wallet and held up a condom like it was a prize.
Right about now, it was. The best prize ever.
I crawled over to the edge of the bed. “Hurry.”
With shaking fingers, he ripped open the packet and rolled it down his length. “Fucking orange.”
I laughed and dragged him on top of me. “I don’t care what color it is, just that you have one.”
“Fuck yeah.” He crawled between my thighs and took himself in hand. Our eyes locked as he settled against me and slowly, so slowly, filled me.
The laughter drifted away. I winced at the fullness at first. It had been a few years since I’d done this. How many times had I just been a means to an end by the time this part came to pass?
Rory slid his arm under me and tipped my hips up to take me deeper. I gasped at the angle and when he drew out, I gripped his ass to bring him back into me. “So deep.”
“So good,” he said and covered my mouth.
I curled around him as he built up the tempo until we were both gasping and driving toward a common goal. Each thrust was more perfect than the last until there was no space between us. Just his hips and mine moving in tandem.
His fingers tangled into my hair as he twisted me onto my side and came at me from behind. He dragged my knee up and out until the cloying heat between us was now gone and my sweaty skin was shocked by the cool air. My nipples went tight and I bowed back as his mouth skimmed over that place on my neck that only he seemed to know how to find.
He brought his hand down to where he was sliding in and out of me and gave me just what I needed. One arm was banded around me as the other played me like a song until my thighs were shaking and my throat was hoarse from my screams.
The low, harsh groan in my ear was followed by my name in a twisted phrase I didn’t understand. It wasn’t English. Just a mumble of words with the sweetest lilt of something more.
I was too destroyed to hold onto it though. I had to worry about sucking down oxygen as pure pleasure drowned me.
